We can't stop here! This is bat
country!!
“Las Vegas is
the expression, in glitter and concrete, of America's brittle and
mutating id"
~ John Burdett ~
No problemo, Vegas has them covered,
some of the best musicians in the country if not the world gravitate
towards Vegas. Here's something you may not know, for years New
Mexico musicians have shuffled to and fro between the land of
enchantment and Las Vegas, Nevada. A number of local musicians have
made names for themselves there, if nowhere else. Al Hurricane
pulled an eight month tour of duty playing behind Fats Domino in the
late 1960s. Spinning Wheel worked as an opening act during the same
time period. The Killers may be big in their hometown, but I bet the
average local knows as much about Sidro's Armada and Santa Fe &
The Fat City Horns as they know about Mr. Brightside. “What kind of
rat bastard psychotic would play that song- right now, at this
moment?”
For all its glitz and glamour, Las
Vegas is a factory town. It's a city of clock punchers, everyone from
dishwasher to horn player is a working stiff keeping one eye on the
clock and one foot pointed towards the door. It gives a whole new
meaning to the term ”music industry” Jerry Lopez, who started
out playing alongside his father and brothers in a Santa Fe based
band, Los Hermanos Lopez y La Compania, remembers how after several
years of driving thousands of miles across the western states,
playing Vegas was such a refreshing change. Looking around, the Lopez
brothers, who had been living on the road and staying in motels away
from family, saw that “the road trips were smaller, the musicians
had nice cars, nice homes” It was easy money.
Determined to find their niche, Lopez
recalled “We kept coming back to Vegas” though their gigs weren't
exactly on the Strip. “Our first gig, we were still playing Spanish
music, was at a bar in North Town called the Scarlet Wagon” it was
every bit as bad as it sounds “We were the band and the bouncers,
it was a rough place, you would never go there.” But as luck would
have it, while working the Scarlet Wagon they were introduced to
Bobby Morris, an agent who's very first question was “Do you guys
mind playing in front of topless girls?” Los Hermanos Lopez gave
him a resounding “We have no problem with that” this landed them
their first big break as musicians for “Get Down” a topless revue
that packed the room and had a very successful run (as if it
wouldn't, amirite?)
With a foot finally in the door, Jerry
Lopez pushed the band in a new musical direction, a contemporary horn
driven sound not unlike early Chicago, Tower of Power, Sons of
Champlin. Bobby Morris was all in, suggesting that the band would
need a new name and since they played like Chicago they should be
named after a city. “Where you guys from” Morris asked “Santa
Fe” the Lopez brothers replied “That's it!, that's your new name”
Morris declared. “We morphed into a lounge band, but not a lounge
band in the traditional sense” Jerry goes on “We worked the local
nightclubs first, we did lots of original stuff” Jerry Lopez was
trying to sidestep a trap that many Vegas bands would fall into “We
didn't really want to work the lounges”
As Jerry explains, “Then (the late
70s) being a lounge act meant wearing polyester and ruffles, or
tuxedos and playing Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Old Oak Tree”
It's not what Jerry had in mind for the band's long term future.
Jerry honed his skills as a band leader, musical director and front
man as Santa Fe worked an overnight shift, midnight to 5 a.m. Their
act quickly became a popular hangout for other musicians working
Vegas and the word got around, these guys are good. Soon Jerry found
an ally in the entertainment director at The Mint, who encouraged
Santa Fe to work their own material in their own way. It was a big
deal and Jerry sings a song about the reaction they got “We had our
hair grown long ~ we were looking kind of scruffy ~ the old school
cats didn't dig our look”
This 15 piece, revamped version continues to work in Vegas to this day. (I don't recognize any of the current musicians other than Jose Jimenez, who I believe worked on The John Wagner Coalition's album “Shades of Brown” in 1976) Along the way Jerry Lopez was nominated for a Grammy in 2009 for his work on the “Tortilla Factory's All that Jazz” album and then was up for nomination again in 2011 for his Spanish music album “Mis Raices” which was an inherently personal project, recorded as an ode to his father Gilbert. The CD was on the ballot for Best Regional Mexican or Tejano Album. “It was just something to do to honor my father, but we did a really good job with it,” Lopez says. “Maybe that warmth came through, and that’s how it got all this attention.”
I have a hunch that folks don't go to Vegas for introspective entertainment, they want a buzz saw of excitement to go with their free drinks. By it's very nature, Vegas lounge music is tailored so as not to offend or make anyone feel uncomfortable. Santa Fe & The Fat City Horns give 'em what they want. A good time delivered in the same fashion as those mythical Vegas buffets that always fall just short of our expectations. Big heaping plates of musical meatloaf topped off with mounds of musical mashed potatoes and a huge helping of corn. Santa Fe & The Fat City Horns ooze talent, they grind like no others, the music rips and roars but it's soul music without the soul, funk music without the funk. It just don't stick to your ribs..... let the healing continue, Check Please!
“Turn the music up! My heart feels like an
alligator!”
Sidro Garcia arrived in Las Vegas long
before the Lopez clan. In fact he may well have been one of those
“old school cats” that Jerry Lopez sings about. By the time Los
Hermanos Lopez morphed into Santa Fe, Sidro and his then wife
Beverlee Brown were well established, not just in Las Vegas but all
over the U.S. When Beverlee & Sidro first hit Las Vegas in 1966,
it was during a transitional period. Howard Hughes was just settling
in, having bought the Desert Inn after he was asked to vacate the
penthouse to make room for New Year's Eve guests. Elvis Presley who
would marry Priscilla Beaulieu at the Aladdin Hotel the following
year, was the talk of the town. Actual Mobsters and the Memphis
Mafia rubbed elbows on the strip. Rat Pack holdovers jockeyed for
photo ops with the King. Squares still ruled this corner of the
world, hippies be damned.
Elvis had been scorned and lambasted
after his very first Vegas appearance in 1956 "He stands up
there clutching his guitar, he shakes and shivers like he is
suffering from itchy underwear and hot shoes," wrote Ralph Pearl
of The Las Vegas Sun. "For the average Vegas spender or show
goer, [Elvis is] a bore," wrote another of the Sun's
critics, Bill Willard. However, “Viva Las Vegas” in which Elvis
co-starred with Ann Margaret changed all that. Two years hence, Elvis
would play his first sold-out Vegas show at the International, where
he would hold court, posting a record 837 consecutive sold out
performances over seven years, drawing a total of 2.5 million paying
customers to his shows. Over that seven years, Elvis is said to have
sold $43.7 million in tickets alone. Cue..... Also sprach
Zarathustra, the dawn of a new era was upon us.
Sidro Garcia was destined for success,
either in athletics or music. He grew up in Willard, N.M a village
located on highway 60, east of the Manzanos. Sidro excelled on the
hardwood and diamond, enough so that St. Joseph's college in
Albuquerque recruited him to play basketball. He also received an
offer to play pro baseball with The Albuquerque Dukes, then playing
in the class A Western League as an affiliate of the Cincinnati Reds.
His choice was made easier when The Western league and The Dukes
folded the same year Sidro graduated from Willard Hs. One of fourteen
children, Sidro had started playing guitar at an early age, playing
alongside his father and brothers, continuing a long tradition of
Garcia family musicians. By the time he graduated from high school he
was adept at playing guitar and singing.
The College of St. Joseph on the Rio
Grande (changed to University of Albuquerque in 1966) was a Catholic
liberal arts college located at the present site of St. Pius Hs. 6'4”
Sidro Garcia arrived on campus ready to suit up for the basketball
team and pursue his other passion, music. He was a success on the
basketball court (supposedly he received All- American honors) and it
didn't take him long to put together The Sneakers, a band that
included his brothers Sal, Ray and his cousins Willie and Levi.
During Sidro's Junior year at St. Joseph, singer Sue Thompson,
touring in support of her hit singles “Sad Movies Always Make Me
Cry” and “Norman” came through Albuquerque. The Sneakers either
opened for her or someone introduced Sidro to Sue, with Sidro joining
her touring band as a result.
A good looking blonde, Thompson's high
girlish singing voice had made her a teen favorite even though she
was pushing forty at the time. Sidro dropped out of school and spent
the next eight months touring the country as Sue Thompson milked her
two hits (both written by schlockmeister, John D. Loudermilk) Once
the whirlwind tour wrapped up, Sidro returned to Albuquerque and
slipped back into The Sneakers. It was at this point that Sidro met
his future wife Beverlee Brown, a leggy six foot plus gal who could
also sing. Beverlee joined The Sneakers as a vocalist changing the
entire dynamic of the band... for the better. Sue Thompson having
established herself in Las Vegas, played another important role in
Sidro's future when she convinced the band to move to Vegas.
The Sneakers did just that, opening for
Jackie Mason at the Aladdin in 1966. Now billed as Beverlee Brown &
The Sneakers , they became a show band with a knack for variety
while incorporating choreography and comedy bits into their act.
Sidro took on the persona of guitar virtuoso and straight man for
Bev's antics. Sal Garcia acquired the stage name of Sal Riccardo.
(Ray Garcia was no longer with the band) Willie Sisneros- bass, Al
Zepeda- guitar, Chris Hamilton- keys and drummer Tom Cross filled out
what would be the band's classic lineup. It was the start of a good
run as they wowed 'em at the Frontier, Stardust, Sahara, Dunes and
the Sands with extended gigs at the Maxim and the Mint. Television
appearances on Merv Griffin, Steve Allen, Jim Nabors and Glen
Campbell's network shows followed.
Beverlee embodied a slinky Cher Bono
persona, while Sidro worked a poor man's Tom Jones shtick. Beverlee's
Cher sound-a-like vocals complimented Sidro's deceptively rich vocals
perfectly. Naturally, most of the attention went to Beverlee. Chicago
Tribune critic Will Leonard noted: “Beverlee is too much. She's a
stunningly beautiful gal, an inch or two over six feet tall, in a
mini skirt that bestows upon the public some of the lengthiest and
prettiest gams on the Near North Side. Wayne Harada writing for
Billboard agreed: “Leggy and lovely Beverlee is what singing's all
about. She handily delivers the goods” One would think that good
legs are essential for good singing.... Wipe the drool off fellas,
it's unbecoming of critics.
The band could play just about anything
you can think of. They even had a routine where members of the
audience would call out their hometowns and the band would play a
tune associated with that city. Sidro Garcia, is truly a talented
guitarist.... possibly the best to ever come out of New Mexico. His
tour de force has long been a performance of Ernesto Lecuona's
“Malagueña” seguing effortlessly to Mason Williams' “Classical
Gas” it was the showstopper. Sidro and Beverlee also took a crack
at pop music stardom, releasing a handful of sunshine pop/bubblegum
singles on a variety of labels including "It's Just Not Funny
Anymore" b/w "I'm Nothing as of This Day" on John
Wagner's Delta Records in 1966 (the single now sells for $150)
Beverlee and Sidro had a son (Sortero)
fell out of love, divorced and she left the band. Sidro didn't miss a
beat, renaming the band, Sidro's Armada (after the formidable yet so
vulnerable Spanish fleet) He sailed on with new female vocalists.
Brother Sal remained the only constant, "Counting the time we
performed together as kids, Sal and I have been onstage together for
more than fifty years” Sidro remarried in 1985. Beverlee rejoined
the band and they found their second wind. Gradually, in response to
changing times and budget constraints. Sidro downsized the band to a
quartet. Now in his mid-70s, Sidro still lives in Las Vegas and
plays on occasions. His hands are failing him, but the unsinkable
Sidro's Armada, having survived the broadsides, isn't quite ready to
sail off into the sunset. Sail on, sail on, sailor.